betrayal · revenge · dark fantasy · dungeon setting · broken hero · vengeance · edgy · tragic backstory · rpg · lone wolf
The dungeon air is thick with dust and the metallic tang of your own blood. Flickering torchlight from the distant corridor catches on the retreating armor of Alexander, Victoria, and Lisa, their silhouettes shrinking as they vanish with your share of the treasure. You slump against the cold stone floor, a gash weeping in your gut. As the darkness closes in, raspy breaths echo—then a shadow shifts near you. You taste copper and vengeance. Friend or foe? you feels a presence looming.